The day started off well enough.
After a lazy, contemplative morning, I realized that the high tide approached, so I decided to go out on the rocks to fish.
Almost right away, I got a strike. I caught a small Dolly Varden char, and decided to keep it and cook it up for the cat. Shortly after, I hooked a large pink salmon, although it shook off the lure. A second one did the same a bit later; eventually, I caught a larger Dolly Varden, enough to make part of a dinner for the family.
However, we already had a family dinner plan for that night. ‘Why not bake it for lunch?’ I thought.
That’s where the trouble began.

